Blue Velour Live in Studio by Felly Lyrics
Yeah, Say
[Verse 1]
I gave you props
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Do I, Check
[Hook]
I'm posted up in that Blue Velour
Feel like I've been here before
I don't fuck with your old shit
Hate the new more
Don't do more
Dont do that
Young Fel gone hood rat
Bread in my bookbag since bringing these books back
And Ima' touch it don't look
Seen too much, I be shook
Take a shot of that uhh
Fuck with Trey cause he hood
Get the paper, that wood
She a virgin, I'm good
Trying to write my own story
Like some day, yes some day
When the sky ain't so fuckin stormy
And the plane can leave the runway
Now everybody got it all wrong
I'm the one writin' these songs
We don't get along
If you in the green room, takin' pics with your phone
Tryna' act like my mom
Seen the whole world, I ain't even 21
Still sip Don Perignon, wit' that strong
Praise to my god
And I'm gone
[Hook]
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Just don't trust it
Props you gave me nothin'
I was at the red light singin' on my own shit
Shorty be a thot
I don't trust it
I just dont I just dont
[Bridge]
Shake that ass watch yourself
Girl show me what you're working with
Shake that ass watch yourself
Shake that show me what you're working with
Blue velour
I'm workin' with blue velour
What you workin' with blue velour
You know
I gave you props
Wasting my day
I wasted
[Hook]
I gave you props
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Aye do I trust it
Props you gave me nothin'
I was at the red light singin' on my own shit
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Do I trust it
[Verse 1]
I gave you props
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Do I, Check
[Hook]
I'm posted up in that Blue Velour
Feel like I've been here before
I don't fuck with your old shit
Hate the new more
Don't do more
Dont do that
Young Fel gone hood rat
Bread in my bookbag since bringing these books back
And Ima' touch it don't look
Seen too much, I be shook
Take a shot of that uhh
Fuck with Trey cause he hood
Get the paper, that wood
She a virgin, I'm good
Trying to write my own story
Like some day, yes some day
When the sky ain't so fuckin stormy
And the plane can leave the runway
Now everybody got it all wrong
I'm the one writin' these songs
We don't get along
If you in the green room, takin' pics with your phone
Tryna' act like my mom
Seen the whole world, I ain't even 21
Still sip Don Perignon, wit' that strong
Praise to my god
And I'm gone
[Hook]
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Just don't trust it
Props you gave me nothin'
I was at the red light singin' on my own shit
Shorty be a thot
I don't trust it
I just dont I just dont
[Bridge]
Shake that ass watch yourself
Girl show me what you're working with
Shake that ass watch yourself
Shake that show me what you're working with
Blue velour
I'm workin' with blue velour
What you workin' with blue velour
You know
I gave you props
Wasting my day
I wasted
[Hook]
I gave you props
You gave me nothing
I was at the red light thinking Ima' rush it
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Aye do I trust it
Props you gave me nothin'
I was at the red light singin' on my own shit
Shorty be a thot
And you know the butt big
But do I trust it
Do I trust it